Genius Daddy in the City

Panda Novel

“It’s coming from the Dragon Transformation Pond!”

The black dragon looked over and his expression changed.

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Everyone raised their eyes and saw a shadow that was nearly 30 meters tall soaring into the sky above the Dragon Transformation Pond.

The black figure was like a dragon. An extremely ferocious and powerful aura surged out from the black figure.

The Patriarch of Hell narrowed his eyes slightly. He immediately recognized it due to his extraordinary experience, “This is the sign of one becoming a dragon!”

“Success!”

Joy flashed through Ye Chen’s eyes. Subsequently, he moved and appeared near the Dragon Transformation Pond in a few breaths of time.

Everyone finally understood now.

The shadow was really a dragon. Its body was pitch-black like ink, and its body was almost 30 meters long. It had dense scales that reflected a metallic luster.

The dragon emanated an extremely violent and ferocious aura, and its roar faintly carried a pressure that caused some powerhouses present to be but reveal fearful expressions, failing to hold back.

The black dragon looked at the empty Dragon Transformation Pond and lamented, “My Black Dragon Tribe’s Dragon Transformation Pond have all been absorbed by it?”

“Fellow Ye, that’s No. 2 right?”

The Patriarch of Hell immediately came to a realization when he sensed the familiar aura from the dragon.

He could not help but rub his chin and say, “No. 2 is amazing. He actually endured the impact of the dragon’s bloodline with his mere demonic snake body!”

This terrifying power lasted for almost an hour before it gradually dissipated, and the dragon in the sky became more and more solid.

Plop!

The black dragon plunged into the Dragon Transformation Pond.

Stomp, stomp, stomp…

Everyone then heard heavy and clumsy footsteps coming from the Dragon Transformation Pond.

It sounded like a child learning to walk.

Before everyone’s eyes, a figure slowly leaped out of the pond.

It was a young man around 15 or 16 years old. He had thick brows and large eyes, and his body was extremely robust. His dark skin was filled with wild strength.

“Ah…”

Li Ying and the rest of the ladies screamed and covered their eyes with their hands. A blush rose from their cheeks to their ears.

The reason being the young man was not wearing any clothes, there was not a single hair on his body. He looked rather stiff and honest.

“This is No. 2?”

The Patriarch of Hell’s jaw dropped.

Even though he knew that Xiaohei could transform into a human after transforming into a dragon, he still did not expect Xiaohei to look like that.

Hearing the word “No. 2”, the young man who was initially confused was stunned at first. Subsequently, he suddenly looked at Ye Chen, the patriarch, and the rest. A hint of excitement emerged in his eyes.

Stomp, stomp, stomp…

He controlled his uncoordinated body and walked toward Ye Chen quickly. In the end, he knelt before Ye Chen with a thud.

“Mas…

“M-Master…”

A childish and hoarse voice came out of his mouth as if he could not speak clearly.

“Very good. Congratulations on being reborn.”

Ye Chen looked relieved, “Since you can transform into a human, I’ll grant you your life today—Ye Yao!”

After transforming into a dragon, Xiaohei was equivalent to a Golden Core cultivator. His combat power was comparable to a supreme giant. If he relied on the strength of his physical body, he could fight against ordinary Demon Kings.

“T-Thank you, Master!”

Xiaohei scratched his head, as if he took a little time to come to his senses. He only reacted after a while.

“As expected of that silly No. 2.”

The Patriarch of Hell said in disdain. Then, he walked over and placed his hand on his shoulder. He chuckled and said, “No. 2, I’ll bring you to something exciting later.”

Xiaohei instinctively took a few steps back and looked at the former in fear. He would never forget how the patriarch had tricked him into licking the hole in the electric board.

“Alright, put on your clothes!”

Ye Chen shook his head lightly and took out a set of clothes that he had prepared for Xiaohei from his storage ring.

“Let’s go take a look at this so-called Fengdu!” Ye Chen smiled. He then turned around and led everyone out of the Water Dragon Palace.

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A hundred kilometers away from the Water Dragon Palace, there was a plum forest. As far as the eye could see, the plum blossoms were all blooming, like a world of ice and snow.

However, what was even stranger was that when people walked past these plum trees, the wind they stirred up was unable to move the plum blossoms in the slightest.

The Patriarch of Hell stopped in his tracks and reached out to pluck a plum blossom. He sniffed it and narrowed his eyes, “Fellow Ye, something’s not right!”

“Hehe…”

Ye Chen suddenly chuckled and looked around calmly. He enunciated word for word, “Get out. Didn’t you set up this illusion just to kill me?”

Following his words, the expressions of Li Ying and the rest changed as they surveyed their surroundings warily.

“As expected of Mad Southern Ye!”

An extremely surprised voice reverberated through the air. Later on, an old man in an azure robe slowly walked out.

The old man’s face was extremely old. Even though he did not release any aura, the faint pressure between his brows caused everyone’s hearts to surge.

Powerful!

A hidden powerhouse!

Li Ying and the rest were extremely shocked.

Xiaohei took a step forward and stood before Ye Chen protectively. He looked at the old man who was walking over slowly with vigilance.

The old man stopped and bowed to Ye Chen from afar, “Qingxuzi of Mount Wangwu greets Mad Southern Ye!”

“Mount Wangwu?”

Li Ying’s face changed when she heard that, “You’re from Mount Wangwu, one of the ten grottos?!”

“What? You’re the only one who dares to show yourself?”

Ye Chen chuckled softly as if he was disdainful, “Could it be that the rest of you are cowards hiding in the dark?”

With that said, five figures appeared in the void. They were four elderly Taoist masters and an old woman.

“Purple Cloud Grotto’s Kongmingzi greets Mad Southern Ye!”

“Xicheng Mountain’s Congzhenzi greets Mad Southern Ye!”

“Mount Luofu’s Xixuanzi greets Mad Southern Ye!”

“Yunyangzi from Qingcheng Shan greets Mad Southern Ye!”

“Immortal Meng of the Weiyu Mountain greets Mad Southern Ye!”

As the six of them introduced themselves, Li Ying’s heart was in turmoil.

There were a total of six of the ten grottos!

Although she could not see through these people’s cultivation levels, she was certain that these six people were definitely at the level of the Sky-roaming Dragon King.

Kongmingzi of Purple Cloud Grotto smiled lightly, “Mad Southern Ye is indeed wise. You can tell that we’re here for you with one glance.”

Even though his voice was extremely calm, everyone could feel the chill from it.

Li Ying braced herself and stepped forward, “Seniors, do you have some misunderstanding with the Palace Master?”

“Misunderstanding?”

Qingxuzi of Mount Wangwu swept his horsetail whisk and said expressionlessly, “Perhaps, but there’s no point in talking about this now!”

He took a deep look at Ye Chen as he spoke to this point, “Mad Southern Ye, the six of us are here today because there’s no need for us to fight you to the death. We just need you to follow us back and meditate for a hundred years.”

Ye Chen grinned, “You guys are trying to imprison me?”